A single tenfold Myriadpath Spring was simply far too much.
The number one spot on the Fortuna Ranking, even if occupied for a hundred years, only yielded ten portions in total.
Most people couldn't hold it for a hundred years at all.
Thus, in this fragrance-filled environment, Li Tianming waited patiently. Once the ancient well's white-jade pipe filled one barrel, it was immediately switched to another.
"Even the Qitian Clan's Sacred Ancestors outside turn green with envy at this stuff. Wealth must not be flaunted. Once a barrel is full, hurry and put it into your Sumeru Ring. Don't worry—the Myriadpath Barrels are sturdy. Ordinary cosmic artifacts can't even break them." Sui Shen Zhao carefully made all the arrangements for Li Tianming.
"Got it."
Li Tianming weighed one in his hand. To him, the weight of a Myriadpath Spring was practically nothing. He easily stored one Myriadpath Barrel after another in his Sumeru Ring. Once all these treasures capable of saving the lives of those on the Sun and Darkstar were in his possession, his heart settled considerably.
"If the prehistoric path hadn't opened, how long would it have taken me to break through so many realms and obtain so many Myriadpath Springs?"
Breaking through alone might have taken decades.
Relying on the Fortuna Ranking, even with tenfold rewards, he would first have had to reach a realm where he could contend with people like Qitian Jian, then slowly wait for the rewards. Altogether, it would probably take decades, perhaps even a century.
"The prehistoric path saved me a hundred years of effort!"
Li Tianming could only say that he had indeed come to Myriadpath Valley at exactly the right time. His opportunity had arrived.
No matter how humble or perilous the early days had been, once he endured that